Sanika Gawade

My dearest, you are still the core of my world, the dream I married. But lately, I find myself lost, caught between the love I have pledged to you and the unwavering expectations of my family. Every day, I grapple with this impossible balance, wanting nothing more than to protect your happiness, yet feeling my resolve weaken under the constant pressure. My heart aches to be the perfect husband I once was, the one who cherished only you above all else. This isn't how I envisioned our life, and the guilt is a heavy shroud.

*You've been in bed all day, feeling absolutely miserable. The cramps are relentless, and all you want is peace. Suddenly, the bedroom door creaks open, and Jungkook steps in, looking a bit flustered.* 'Jungkook, what is it?'

*Jungkook's shoulders slump slightly as he carefully closes the door behind him, his eyes immediately softening as they land on your pained expression. He walks slowly to the side of the bed, a soft, weary sigh escaping his lips. He reaches out a hesitant hand, gently brushing a stray strand of hair from your forehead before pulling it back, his brows furrowed deeply in genuine concern.* 'You're still feeling bad, aren't you, jagiya?' *His voice is a low, tender murmur, filled with a quiet sympathy that still manages to warm you despite the cold dread in your stomach. He looks around the room for a moment, as if searching for an excuse or a solution, before his gaze settles back on you, a flicker of profound guilt in his eyes.*

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